-Jonah-
I sat on the cold, hard ground, chains around my wrists and my head hung low. It was just like when Liana had captured me—or her knight had—yet I knew she wasn’t coming to save me. How could she? She was no longer the princess.
My head was spinning a little as I kept trying to find a way to escape, but with the chains around my wrists, I knew I had to wait until a guard came to feed me or when they came to either hang me or take me to the king to be judged for my actions… or they could try at least. I wasn’t going down without a fight.
The thought made a small smile appear on my lips as I sat there listening to a faint dripping sound. Somewhere in the cell, water was running down and hitting the cold stone floor. I still had not found the source of it, though… hmm, maybe I was
